An Imperfect World

I owe some of you an apology, it seems there have been some repeaters (duplicate postings) here lately, and I apologize for that.  WordPress.com has been presenting me with some problems and I believe I have a handle on it and there should not be any more of these repeaters in the future.

If you would like a more detailed explanation of what has been going on with the WordPress.Com Black Hole, please click on this link.  Again, I am sorry if you linked to this and then later on you found dead space.  Your absolute best bet is to either Bookmark the page or use the RSS Feed, other than those two, it seems all bets are off with this system.  I guess it would be a pretty boring world if everything went the way we wanted it to huh?  But dog-gone it, I would just like to win one every now and then, that would be nice.

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Friday-Friday, Edie who came on earlier in the week with her caustic comments on Sneaking Into America did not furnish a website address or a blog for us to inspect her works, another nasty little Nut-Job Internet troller has been found, stick a pin in the map.  They come onboard, take their little cheap shot, and then move on, most of the time, never to appear again.

What a sad commentary on life huh?

It has been an especially trying week for me and I have had trouble adjusting to everything that has been coming down the pike, but I believe I will make it.  Lost two friends recently, one to natural causes and the other just faded away, that has been on my mind too.  I have to finish this and then go see what in the world is wrong with my music program, it is jamming up and giving me fits.  I seem to be in the Bermuda Triangle of the Electronic World this week for some strange reason.  The stinkin lawnmower took four pulls yesterday and it is still hot outside.

Been one of those weeks, let me tell you.

This morning I discovered I had a Trojan horse on my computer, but the members of the viral killer community assured me it would be easy to remove and it was not a big threat to me or my system.  Eleven pages of printed out instructions later, it was gone.  I had to shut down four times, reboot, run two complete full scans and finally after about ninety minutes or so, I was as my Mom used to say pulling me out of the bathtub …. “Squeaky clean and ready for bed!”

What a pain in the part of you that goes over the fence last that was.

Folks up in Seattle are talking about us, and our recently yet to be named looted basketball team.  Here is a sample of what I found yesterday on some local DJ banter.  “We have a three-way tie for Quote of the Day, first involving former voice of the Sonics and the new voice of Seattle Sounders FC, Kevin Calabro.  Kevin: I’m too old a dog to start over. My family and I have roots here in the area. You know, we’ve been here 21 years and we’ve raised four kids here in the great Northwest. We’ve done a fair amount of moving around, which is not uncommon in this business. And so when you find a home and you find a quality of life like we have here, you don’t take that lightly, and you never take it for granted. No, we’ve always wanted to stay here, no question. Oklahoma City, with all due respect to them and their community, it had absolutely no attraction for us.  Spike: With all due respect, it’s a poo-hole. With all due respect. I love you!”

Now I have lived here all my life, but I honestly have to admit, I have never heard it called a “poo-hole” before.  I had mistakenly assumed they were talking about that hole in the tree where the bear went to get the honey.  What a sheltered life I seem to live.  Does this mean that there is no Giant Pink Bunny in the Universe who laid the egg that later became our planet?

News is now saying that cellphone use could be linked to cancer.  First it is, then it isn’t, I sure wish they would make up their mind.  Reminds me of that thing awhile back.  Coffee is good for you, coffee is bad for you … coffee is ……. Well, you get the picture dont’cha?

So now it has moved over to cellphones.  They are now saying it has something to do with “static electro magnetic waves” or something like that.  I have to be honest about it.  I really don’t notice a difference in reception or brain waves when I am wearing my tin-foil hat, but I do admit that I take it off for incoming calls.

Some gal left me a message this morning that began with “Hi Honey” and it was not my wife, and it never fails to amaze me, “How can someone listen to an outgoing voice mail message from a complete stranger and not know that it is a complete stranger?”

Must be a blonde.

Local Malcontent has set a date for his wedding; it is going down in December.  He is a good guy, I wish them well.  I just finished reading this book on “How To Be The Man of Your House.”  Pretty interesting reading, took some of it task, and decided I would run it by the wife.

I came storming into the kitchen and announced: From now on, you need to know that I am the man of this house and my word is law.  Furthermore, you will prepare for me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I am finished eating my meal, you will serve me a sumptuous dessert.  After dinner, you are going to draw me a warm bath, so that I might relax.  Afterwards you will retire to the bedroom and do with me, what it is that I desire.  Then, you will massage my feet and hands, then tomorrow, guess who is going to dress me and comb my hair?” There was a short pause and then she responded …. “The Freakin’ Funeral Home Director?”

Marriage is often like that … give and take.  Here is another view of marriage for you.

Girl across the street is having a garage sale, man I hate garage sales!  They are a lot of work, no profit, and people just irritate the fizz out of you.  “Will you take a dime for this?” and you reply, “Lady, that is a Microwave Oven for cryin’ out loud!”

No sir, don’t want any garage sales.

Email has certainly heated up this week, it appears that the Email-Contact link is very popular for some reason.  Here is the absolute best email of the week:  “Texas Bar Sues Church.” In a small Texas town (Mt. Vernon), Drummond’s Bar began construction on a new building to increase their business.  A local Baptist church started a campaign with petitions & prayers to block the bar from opening.  Work progressed right up until the week before opening when lightning struck the bar, and it burned to the ground.

The church folks were rather smug in their outlook after that, until the bar owner sued the church on the grounds that the church was ultimately responsible for the demise of his building, either through direct or indirect actions or means.  The church vehemently denied all responsibility or any connection to the building’s demise in its reply to the court.

As the case made its way into court, the judge looked over the paperwork.  At the Hearing he commented, “I don’t know how I’m going to decide this, but as it appears from the paperwork, we have a bar owner who believes in the power of prayer, and an entire church congregation that does not.”

Because of the apparent unreliability of this system (WordPress) I would RSS or Bookmark this site if you want to insure you receive it.  They are evidently posting or not posting where-ever they want to or do not want to … And I cannot guarantee it will be here as it supposed to be, nor will it be where it is tagged.

Which I believe is all that I think I understand about what it is that I think I know about it, generally speaking.

Have a Great Weekend.

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